The unknown New Testament author of the Letter to the Hebrew Christians defines faith as the inexplicable certainty of things no one can detect with their senses, things which will only ever be fully understood in the Spirit Realm. It’s a certainty far more established than any mathematical fact your mind could discover on this plane.
I still get massive hits on stuff I wrote long ago which didn’t seem too important to me. Stuff I write which really hits me hard, which seems absolutely critical to me, it seems few people ever see. Reactions are few and far between. I don’t expect to understand and I long ago lost any interest in my feelings about such things. I’m ever more certain I’m on the right path for me.
You aren’t supposed to agree with me. The best outcome possible is you’ll be shocked, or at least jolted just enough to consider things. Extract, extrapolate, abstract what I say is happening in my soul and see where it might speak to your context.
Right now, this is all I have — the computers, the Internet, the writing. The computer ministry is merely a tiny thread. We don’t really expect folks to attend our home worship, at least not just yet. Once the crash starts becoming more apparent, once the affects of QE3, the Chinese trading petroleum in their own currency instead of the US dollar, the likelihood we’ll lose vast quantities of men and equipment if we even twitch on the trigger of the guns pointing at Iran — once it all starts to come apart in painfully obvious ways, I suppose a lot of things will change.
I won’t tell you I’m ready for it. I’ll tell I don’t care whether I’m ready, because my faith screams in my soul’s ears I’m on the right path, to keep going. I’m not looking for success any human can measure, because all I need is the sense of conviction I’m serving well.
Chase your own convictions, because pretty soon, you may not have anything else.